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I Do 280 Episodes Of Tv A Year, Write 15 Recipes For The Magazine, And Publish An Annual Book. With All Of That, We Try To Get One Weekend A Month With Isaboo At Our Home In The Adirondacks To Relax And Recharge.

My Husband Cooks Fancier Food For Himself Than I've Ever Cooked On-air. I Call Him From The Road, And He's Making Champagne-vanilla Salmon Or Black-cherry Pork Chop. Half Of Me Is Feeling Unworthy. Not Only Am I Not A Chef, I'm Not A Better Cook Than My Own Husband!

I Had The Lunchbox That Cleared The Cafeteria. I Was Very Unpopular In The Early Grades. Because I Hung Out With My Grandfather, I Started To Bring My Lunchbox With Sardine Sandwiches And Calamari That I Would Eat Off My Fingers Like Rings. I Was Also Always Reeking Of Garlic.

I Don't Know That I Have A Favorite Meal. When I'm Cooking I'm Thinking About The Person I'm Feeding And I Want To Make Them Whatever They Want. My Husband's Favorite Meal Is Carbonara. I Guess My Favorite Food Is Anything My Mom Makes. Because Like Anybody Who Loves Their Mother's Cooking, If You Try And Make Your Mom's Recipes, They Never Taste Quite The Same. And I Don't Know If That's Because She's Lying About What She's Putting In There And Just Not Telling Me. Like When I Turn My Back, She's Sneaking Something In There. It Just Never Seems To Taste The Same.

I Do Sit-ups And Push-ups At Home, And That's About It. I Have A Gym Card, But I Never Go There. It's A Front. I Pay For The Membership Every Couple Of Years, Thinking I'll Be Embarrassed Enough To Go. But Every Time I Go, There's Like People Twice My Age That Look Twice As Good!